Up In The Mountains

my perfect, darling cat :)

and I said, “hey look, the sky’s on fire”

Here is a way better picture of the painting

As always click to see better quality :)

i followed a tutorial to create this cute lil moment

paint your own beautiful rose

creative writing plants

Sticky notes are my love lanuguage

I want to be written about on stick notes

I want something penned for me on a coffee stained napkin

I want to be written for on a mint gum wrapper

Small love letters secretly scrawled on the inside of locker doors

Someone write me a sonnet, a saga in four parts composed in a private diary by flashlight.

Sweet nothings etched in the stars themselves, in a not left in my lunch, on the fridge, next to my shoes

Tell me the secrets of your heart in the margins of your math note

Confess your love on a scrap piece of paper torn carelessly from a notebook

GMorning, GNight by Lin-Manuel Miranda, Illustrated by Jonny Sun

first fire of the wintery season

Bass strings

Years pass like trees out a car window. My hands on the steering wheel, your music in my head. The road trip music, the chill rock where the guitar is the lead and the singer takes second. Somehow you find your way into the bass players strings. Low and aggressive, relaxed and gentle. You’re with me as I drive through the mountains

A Day in the Park

We sing the song of a much simpler life

The one we wish to take back

But the line to that is slashed by a knife

Yet hopeless, we try to attack

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To retrieve all the chances not taken

To relive memories that cannot be bought

Of made-up play houses and sizzling bacon

Of lessons learned and some that were not

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We have grown and matured with little restriction

Forgetting to hold most things that are dear

We chase after big dreams and goals with conviction

Neglecting our friends, family and home with fear

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So take time to respect the good old days

When you yearn to spend time in your childish ways

I saw a flower today...